DEATH PASSAGE
Chapter 10 The Beginning of Chaos
The roar that was walking towards the tent saw a slave carrying a buffalo that had no legs and a large log. “What he did” asked himself.
“That must have been Jack” suddenly there was a voice telling from behind the fog. A familiar sounding voice. The yellow-haired man was curly and dressed wide like a tablecloth. Slimins.
“Jack? True, he would not let the slaves die of starvation. Haha that person” said Kelar who immediately understood Slimin's intentions.
“It's true, as he said. Let them die full” Slimin lays out a smile. “Ahahaha” laughs.
“You look happy Slimin” said Kelar with a tone full of questions.
“What's up?” asked Kelar after seeing that tapered face beaming.
Slimin looked at Kelar “Nothing special” replied Slimin silently for a moment. “It turns out that finding firewood is not bad” Slimin continued.
“Not bad, Hah” Kelar set eyes on the forest. “You are right” close Kelar by continuing the steps.
In the black tent Slimin was busy with his luggage, moving one by one from the wooden cart. Kelar also bagu, put the black crate and black bag manapannya with slowly. Not big but enough for 4 people. Located in the corner of the foot of the mountain flat ground.
The pile of wood used as a stand is already circular. Dry wood that is ready to become embers has also been piled in the middle. Kelar skillfully make fire from dry wood alone.
“Eh can also” said Slimin who praised. The fire is also burning. Start eating dry leaves, small twigs and wood chips that are deliberately made. Evening replaced the afternoon, the afternoon wind carrying the fog from the top of the mountain began to thicken. Slap on the black ground where they set up camp. And the dark cave became very dark.
The lanterns that filled the deserted walls are now added to some. The cave is now overrun by a white mist. Also do not forget the wood that is ready to be burned at Jack's command for the slaves to use as a heater at night. These slaves also entered into a dark cave. Jack looked at them from the outside. Those blue eyes looked flat and cold.
That day their work was finished. Closed with fog that brings cold air. The wooden crate was neatly arranged on the scattered gravel. Above the cold black ground like frozen ice.
“Uh, cold once” said Slimin. Pushing your palms against the fire. “It's very convenient” said after a while of getting closer to the fire.
“This drink” Kelar throw a bottle of drink. Expensive looking drinks wrapped in glass bottles.
“What is this” ask Slimin. He opened the lid. Smelling fragrant aroma of apples and grapes fused storming each wall of life Slimin “woah, this aroma” he said, his eyes lit up to take a sakali bottle out.
“Arak southern nation” Kelar reply then smile. “Famous wine is fragrant with the taste of apples and grapes. I believe you will never regret drinking it”
“This looks expensive. Where did you get this” said Slimin while sipping the contents slowly. “Haaaaaa, uuuh. It's a pleasure, it's the best I've ever had to drink” said Slimin praising the drink that just came in
barking.
“I have an acquaintance, A merchant” replied Kelar.
After drinking it, Slimin really felt warm spring. Creeps on the stomach and removes skin-wrenching clots. “This really favors” he also put the drink again into his mouth.
Finished with the drink. Slimin see away man in black “What's he doing there?” tanya Slimin was a little curious. A man sitting on a black rock. Staring sharply at the cavern in the smoke that billowed. Sipping wine again.
“Hehe Jack, It's always been so mystery” said Slimin who had been blushing. Just a few gulps alone had made Slimin lose consciousness. And sleep near the burning fire.
“Since sunset, I think he's been like that” Kelar said. Moments later Kelar did not hear Slimin's voice. “Slimin” Tegur Kelar. But there is no answer.
Then he moved out of the tent. Outside the tent he saw Slimin who had fallen asleep. While Pigoun still with his activities. He chopped the wood he had brought from the forest. Hit the wood hard to become small pieces. Laugh and smile. Really enjoyed his job.
Kelar also took 2 bottles of drinks and several pieces of dry wood. He walked over to Jack.
“Drink?” kelar said with a bid voice. Turn over a glass bottle and land it right in Jacka's hand.
“Well, why not” replied Jack.
“What do you think?” Kelar asked while putting firewood in front of the two of them. “You're afraid they'll die” said the little smiling Kelar.
“There is nothing to be afraid of” replied Jack flat.
Kelar can see something stored in Jack's eyes. Kelar could not guess anything from the look in those eyes. Still looking far into the dark cave.
“Okey” says Kelar who finished lighting the fire. “There is one thing I want to tell you, they will arrive in 2 days” Kelar said while sitting next to Jack. His hands choked the bottle and gulped it down
slowly.
The blue-eyed man was silent for a moment. “Too early. But it's okay, it's good” replied Jack.
“This will be a very big alliance” Kelar also stared at the cave.
“That fucker, I'm still not sure. To take over the fortress is not enough if you only rely on strength. If you want to take it, you need a brilliant plan. If only Kongju and Baxia. I'm sure they'll die in their ambitions just” Jack said.
I know exactly who Jack is talking about. The two of them were the Guild leaders of each of the Guilds who would be in an alliance. “Have you not heard of someone who defected from the Fortress?” Kelar asked to make sure.
Jack was silent. Which means Jack doesn't know who Kelar means.
“He is a former captain of the White Eagle Fortress, I heard he is quite smart” said Kelar. Jack stared blankly. Until suddenly “Eaaaaaaaaa” one shout sounded from inside the dark cave.
“What?” slimin was surprised. Waking up from his sleep.
Jack who was silent watched, now got up. Hurrying, it looks like it is indeed waiting for a moment like this. Is it really that scream that makes Jack so fixated since sunset. Is that the reason. Kelar is completely blind.
Without a word, the blue-eyed man ran quickly. His steps towards the origin of the sound coming out from the mouth of the cave. Kelar who also heard that also came running. Approaching the dark cave where the wooden coffin and
the slaves were arrested. While Pigoun is still rolling on the ground. Like a round wooden rod. Back and forth on the spot mimicked a tree in the valley.
